Chapter 172 The tragic story of Saionji Akemi, a turning point in the end!
My best friend broke up with me—or rather, I was completely drained, bored, and kicked to the curb.
This was exactly what Junichi Se had expected.
After all, he had hinted to Master Saionji to end their relationship as soon as possible. Between a young and wealthy man and an ordinary college student who was about to be drained of his resources, the master should be able to quickly judge which was more important.
I was merely acting as a catalyst!
After finishing breakfast and making some jelly, Junichi Sei went out.
Today, I might be going to give some people a surprise.
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Under the blazing sun, countless brilliant rays shone directly onto every floor-to-ceiling window of Tokyo, this steel city, creating a magnificent and breathtaking sight from afar.
However, among these towering skyscrapers that reach into the clouds, there are always places where the light doesn't reach, casting a heavy shadow over these dark blue glass panes.
Inside a private meeting room in one of the buildings, Akemi Saionji bit her lip, enduring the undisguised contempt and sarcasm from the examiner.
"It seems my composure has run out of steam," I said, turning my hand, which had been frozen in mid-air, into a gesture of adjusting my glasses. "Saionji-san is indeed a very humble guy. You admire his attitude, and I hope he can maintain it in the future."
Could it be me?!
But is the reality behind us even more cruel than a transaction with a clearly marked price?
Instead, she knew why, even though she felt it was utterly absurd, this thought had taken root and sprouted in her mind, and suddenly spread wildly in Saionji Akemi's heart.
But each setback seems to mock how ridiculous your remaining self-esteem is.
So, is it really unnecessary for me to insist on this?
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Just as you're about to click on the profile picture with the name 'Se-kun', your best friend next to you suddenly exclaims in surprise.
As she thought about it, that face kept reappearing in Saionji Akemi's mind—that handsome face that always had a faint smile on its face and always maintained composure and confidence in the face of anything.
After all, what the world lacks most is talent, and the platforms that provide those talents with the opportunity to showcase their abilities. But the number of places available on those platforms is destined to be unlimited.
I also want to try to be myself again, and feel at ease putting my work earnings back into my own pocket.
As a result, even a complex job was repeatedly rejected.
“Saionji-san doesn’t seem like the kind of person who’s slow-witted, but your answer today has really disappointed me.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Tu Yuqiu's figure disappeared from the conference room.
Since it's a transaction, compared to that old guy who was completely considerate of my feelings, I, who am old but poor and witty, am clearly a worse choice.
Feeling her best friend's tugging, Saionji Akemi also raised her head and saw that the usually important lower-level staff of TV Tokyo had all come to the entrance of the company's small hall. At the command of the old man with white temples, they lined up in a neat and orderly manner.
Once she had decided on that point, Akemi Saionji's gaze gradually regained its sparkle, and she retrieved someone's contact information from her memo.
"You'll only disappoint yourself if you doubt a boy as stupid as him!"
Meanwhile, on the small screen in the background, a few lines of text glaringly caught everyone's eye:
But when Saionji Akemi turned her head, you could see a bright red finger mark on her chest, half of which was broken off, and a sense of sorrow would rise in your heart.
Because you are so confused, in the eyes of those petty people, a boy like you who is ugly is at best just a plaything.
Because sometimes, many things aren't just a matter of effort, and a few diplomas don't really solve anything. It depends on whether you've been working in the right direction.
As I spoke, I completely foresaw Saionji Akemi's reaction and hurriedly walked towards the small door of the conference room. As soon as the door opened, a steady stream of interviewees appeared in the backstage area, lining up like at a market with their resumes. There were even cases where no one had received a pen yet, so they couldn't fill out the forms, or even if it was their turn, they couldn't reserve a conference room.
Upon hearing this, Watanabe Makoto's faint smile vanished, replaced by a chilling glint in his narrowed eyes: "In past interviews, there have been no male candidates with far less experience than him, yet you all passed the interviews."
Those mind-bending scenes seemed to confirm the other party's words, mercilessly tearing away the disguise beneath Saionji Akemi's face and revealing the bloody truth.
As he spoke, Watanabe Makoto, before even standing up, strode over to the other person's side: "Does Saionji-san think you're right?"
Akemi Saionji lowered her eyes, her large hands, which had been resting straight on either side of her calves, were now slightly clenched, but a moment later she managed to force a natural smile: "You haven't held yourself to high enough standards, and you've failed your company's expectations."
"You're always too stingy with people, so go back and think about it again. It's only for one day, after all, the quota is too tight, and you'll have a hard time explaining it to your subordinates."
The equal social status means that even if he manages to fall into that social class, he will have to be mindful of the other party's moods every day. The marriage contract will also clearly tell him that once he loses that marriage, he will be reduced to his original state.
Once you miss this opportunity, it means a mediocre life. To have such a beautiful face yet spend your days with pots and pans, burdened by household chores, and perhaps even criticized by a woman more outstanding than yourself—that kind of life is truly pathetic just to think about!
At the same time, an HR student pushed open the door and entered, indicating that Saionji Akemi had taken up too little time in the meeting room and asked her to leave as soon as possible.
At the very least, there must be a tangible return that is clear and measurable!
Welcome, Director Sei, to the headquarters of TV toKYo!
Akemi Saionji even knew exactly when she left the meeting room. In a daze, she heard her best friend, Tsugumi Shiratori, excitedly sharing her joy of passing the interview, just like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.
At the very center of the conference table, Watanabe Makoto casually tossed his resume onto the surface, flipping his eyelids with a bored expression: "You've received a first-class scholarship for several consecutive years, your background check from the college is very positive, and you've even hosted three school-enterprise cooperation galas with no fewer than 1,500 people. All of these achievements fully demonstrate that you are an outstanding girl, so why have you been repeatedly rejected in interviews?"
Although you don't consider yourself a bad boy and may use your advantages to gain some benefits from girls, deep down you have never thought about achieving upward social mobility through marrying into a wealthy family.
It was just that slight movement that made Watanabe Makoto, who was occasionally pampered, feel a great sense of humiliation. A shadow, visible to the naked eye, flashed across the lenses framed by gold.
Just as my smooth little hand was about to pat the other person's fragrant shoulder, the former took a half-step forward with obvious marks.
"It's fake, right? Akemi thinks he's a bad young man!"
Because you really want to live this kind of life, counting down the days on your fingers, it's better to retreat into a relationship with a girl who can't even afford to spend a few cents on a holiday, but pretends to use handmade things to cover up her embarrassment, and eventually end up in the prison of marriage. It's like delaying and regressing your unlimited youth as an investment.
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